The Switch by Maisie Aletha Smikle
The day animals flip
Was the day humans trip
And humans switch
Without a twitch
And transform into beasts
And animals transform into humans making bread from yeast
From the north to the south from the west to the east
It was a grand feast
Animals churn butter and flour
Making dough every hour
Pounding and kneading
Humans come pleading
We have switched
Without a twitch
Now we are in a ditch
And won’t get rich
The animals knead and said
The planet you had from creation
Is a total malfunction
Everything is topsy turvy and out of function
You said you have gone to the moon
But you have driven families out of their cocoon
You are not civilized
To realize
This vast planet is a gifted loan
And not your own
You should have returned families to their cocoons
Cocoons that were theirs and not your own
You have no business on the moon
Mars Pluto Jupiter or Neptune
You were given one planet
Not two or three or infinite
The animals have taken over
Your time to rule is over
We will never drive a family from their cocoon
Or dare to go to the moon Mars Pluto Jupiter or Neptune
We have enough to do on planet earth
It's almost ruined to the dearth
We will reinstate clarity to its seat
And remove chaos from clarity's seat
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